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my leather jacket has seen some things
watch me and wait i’m walking from the wings
packing some heat i talk with rings on;
we’re all bound up by irrational clinging

run it up the flagpole, see if they salute
drag ’em in a grapple if they’re ever mute
she wore a white tutu to her 9th birthday
now she’s got a 2:2 right up in your face

take a stick and hike
lazy lick till late
pick out what you like, and picket what you hate

am i k!lling time or is time k!lling me?
am i k!lling time or is time k!lling me?

am i k!lling time or is time k!lling me?
we’re all slowly dying after age 23
fool, only laymen ride into greece
grow a beard and lay back, vibing on beats

unfold the stool from the scalding, drawn out portion of
the hole in the sports and stalls
a stab in the dark at the blabbing remark
aqua de palma – not lacking in charm

run it up the flagpole, see if they salute
crummy f-cking lad rock, nothing much to do
boring finishes, the laws of diminishing
returns that turn to the yearning for the flirting

in a dark car park, hark like a lark heart
in your heart palming your arms in the stars
shadows make shapes of sad folks in capes;
persons emerging from curtains and drapes

my leather jacket has seen some things
watch me and wait i’m walking from the wings
packing some heat i talk with rings on;
we’re all bound up by irrational clinging

some folks roll with a gunny dose of soul
post the post hole so they know how you roll
relics of gl-ss and memories vast;
the high water mark of life from the past

when you’re sat down over at the edge of what you can
bear……
life on the sly, strife in your vibe
take pride in your shy thai bride on the sly

ravished and lavished
we savaged and languished
we are savage and mad, we are animal things

run it up the flagpole, see if they salute
it doesn’t f-cking matter though
flee and they will shoot

the church has been there for hundreds of years;
surrounded by blossom and modern fears

run it up the flagpole, see if they salute
it doesn’t f-cking matter though
flee and they will shoot

- streets lyrics

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